[lyrics by Andrew Buller, tune by suno.com - created in Canterbury, Kent - 04/11/24] [short instrumental] X X X X X X X X these are the X times (these are the X times) these are the X times [short instrumental] you can call me bitter at my X (at my X) I still call you Twitter (I still call you Twitter) look to the birds I still prefer to tweet and dream in wings instead of in feet six feet under the X I'm under X marks the spot X marks the treasure X marks the grave where there once was pleasure how do we measure? [short instrumental] [chorus] X (X) X (X) X (X) X (X) these are the X times (these are the X times) wrongs, crosses, graves or multipliers kisses, divorces or social pariahs these are the X times (these are the X times) [short instrumental] go out be fruitful and multiply but do we stop anymore and think - what is our multiplier? what are we multiplying for? is it times, times, times times zero? are we coming back to nothing? nothing, nothing nothing [short instrumental] [chorus] X (X) X (X) X (X) X (X) these are the X times (these are the X times) wrongs, crosses, graves or multipliers kisses, divorces or social pariahs these are the X times (these are the X times) [short instrumental] whose running the X? who's running the Y? chromosome crazies don't sell them your soul they'll always try they will always try to multiply multiply, multiply out of the petrified, satellite dishes X X x-rated X X extrapolated exasperated excommunicated exterminated [short instrumental] [chorus] X (X) X (X) X (X) X (X) these are the X times (these are the X times) wrongs, crosses, graves or multipliers kisses, divorces or social pariahs these are the X times (these are the X times) [short instrumental] X marks the dreaded teacher's wrong in blood red ink see me for your song your teaching's all wrong so here lies the end of all twitter and tweeting with so few characters it was always so fleeting and rarely compelling yet a final foretelling - X marks the kiss beyond all this X marks the kiss beyond all this